ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Season 2's. Chapter 24

Revi.

I can't believe how happy his mood was after waking up.

I wonder what caused it. When I glanced at the kitchen, he had already used an apron and was struggling with a lot of cooking ingredients on the table.

"Oh, would you like to become the master of the kitchen after Bi Tutik?" I approached him.

He looked back and looked at the vegetables in front of him. His hands were busy chopping onion leaves and mixing them into a bowl filled with broken eggs and shaking them smoothly.

I leaned against the wall and watched.

His hands were so good at shaking the egg. What if he shuffles my cages. Hmm, just imagine I've been laughing. And I actually laughed to myself because of this crazy expectation.

He turned his head, frowning in wonder but I was again ignored by him.

I sighed, not one day did he stay in my house but I was already ignored by these vegetables.

"Want me to help you?"

Dalilah shook quickly. "Sit down!" skink.

I grinned and according to while sitting sweet to wait for him to sing the ingredients.

"I eat everything, so whatever you cook I like." I said.

In the afternoon, he moved the ingredients to the side of the stove and again busy cooking lunch for the five of us.

The bodyguards are also counted, that's my conclusion based on the number of eggs he shuffled earlier.

Too anxious about her busy-ass-ass manner - just because I was so preoccupied with cooking to spoil my tongue, I walked slowly towards her.

My hands were coiled around his waist, the Dalilah was frozen.

"Don't just make my tongue happy with your cooking, Lilah! But make my tongue happy with your tongue, too."

The fine hairs of the Dalilah instantly bristled. I smiled at jail. He hit the pot in front of him before turning around.

"Let's hungry!" said fierce. "Order ojol if you're hungry, don't make yourself difficult here!" soft reply.

When he turned his body, he shook his head slowly while peeping at my cheek. I'm flabbergasted.

"I want you to eat my cooking, mas! Not from ojol."

I shrugged, defending my position like a snail shell stuck to Dalilah's back, until he hit the pot again in annoyance.

I lowered my head, peeking at Dalilah's open neck.

"You are why mas, really like me to gini very much!" satirize with confidence.

I chuckled amusedly and broke down the embrace.

"You smell good, so I feel at home for your decades! Trouble for you?"

Dalilah shook slowly. "No, but you're bothering me to cook!" He again put a light kiss on my cheek before focusing again on the same pan and pan that reflects hot smoke.

I took out five dishes while arranging them after thirty minutes ended as well as this cooking scene.

It's like poking around with a full face asking like it's poking someone's face, and it's funny.

"My tear can break dear if you treat it harshly!" gurauku. Dalilah lifted her tear to the dining table and sigh in relief.

"Call the bodyguard in front of the mas, Lilah change clothes first!"

I frowned, it was strange but real. The new clothes he was wearing after taking a shower, had to be replaced again just because of cooking.

Wallet grimaces. "The kilo laundry balance can go right on this, heavier than her weight every month, Jat! Heohe..."

I called my three personal guards to eat together with Dalilah who came out of the room wearing clothes that were more closed than before.

I smile. Priyayi was different, and I was always amazed by her ways, respecting herself and me.

My bodyguard bowed respectfully and timidly to the cats as Dalilah asked them to take her cooking food while my wife prepared an afternoon meal for me.

I was thinking, is he going to cook again tonight?

Oh my God, what a time for this honeymoon is just to fulfill her pleasures that she can't do in the palace.

Finally, the five of us ate the afternoon in silence. After that, I forbid Dalilah who wants to take care of all kitchen utensils that he uses.

This large, dark-skinned Mas Darmaji bought, not expecting this bouncer to have to do the dishes.

For whatever sake, if there's no Dalilah here. Mas Darmaji must have hit me on the head with his hand until it was battered.

I invited Dalilah to nyore in the back of the house, she looked around before sitting gracefully in the garden chair.

"What's so good about Nyore-nyore, Lil?"

I threw out cigarette smoke, chose a distance that was not far enough from him but still keep cigarette smoke from hitting his body.

"Jam Lilah usually just came home from work, take a relaxing bath in the room." With a gentle smile, he pulled the tail of his horse before puffing his head at the beautiful afternoon sky.

Her hair was beautifully sagged, fragrant whenever I inhaled it.

"Ayahanda gave you how many days off, dear? Is there still time for both of us to last longer?"

He nodded, without answering.

I threw away my cigarette smoke before I walked up to him. She smiled as I peeked at her forehead from behind.

"Can we start better tonight?" my friend intended to ask for it.

I don't deny that I want it. Wanting my body to enter into it as the most real union, as the owner of the most precious treasure he has and he kept it throughout his status as a virgin.

"Can."

***

When dusk had gone and thunder rang out in the sky.

I turned on the laptop and grabbed it. My time has passed, there is only one month left and there are still many materials that I have to remember again as a reference to the theoretical examination later.

"So serious."

I looked up, Dalilah leaning against the door frame with eyes watching me.

"Come here, Lilah."

My mouth curls to form a smile. Dalilah shrugged, but her steps gracefully approached me and sat down beside me.

"Studying?" as he asked, immediately scrutinizing the writings on the laptop screen with a glowing light on his face, Dalilah more beautiful if serious like this.

"It's hard being a doctor?" Dalilah asked a wry smile at the corner of her lips. "Is it because of me?"

I'm chuckling to myself. I put away the laptop and raised his body to sit on my lap.

Dalilah was surprised, but desperately tried to relax his tensed muscles due to gerogi.

I understand, but my heart was racing as Dalilah moved her hips in a comfortable position to sit on my lap.

"Mas Jati don't mind?" his tan was hoarse, restraining all the emotions that plagued his body.

I removed the hair covering the niche of her neck before I slashed her white neck.

He smiled faintly, his feet teasing my feet by rubbing my ankles.

Another vibration ran through my body, I grumbled softly while holding it tighter as the rain grew heavier, muffling the sound in my room.

"I want you tonight." I whispered in his ear, kissed his ear lobe.

It moved restlessly over me, moving more and more as my hand crept into his shirt. Touching her warm and seductive skin.

He shakes his head to look at me. "What I want." His thumb caressed my lower lip. A dark eye loomed in his eyes.

It was slowly restoring my hair before our eyes closed to each other, enjoying the soft and warm touch of our lips stroking each other.

All I want.

Those words ring in his ears, he wants, I am very.

I deepened the kiss, making us both breathless and something was already suffocating my body.

Dalilah took off her kiss, took a deep breath before coming back to kiss my lips, enjoying all her curiosity during High School. How the juvenile delinquency so caught his attention that he was caught in a situation of stopping or continuing with an explosive curiosity, he dropped his dignity until he chose to leave me and come back with a more intimate situation.

"Mas Teak.." his sigh dazzled.

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